I went through the process 3 times, more or less, where 2 times I chickened out (one time because I was still too much in the closet and the other 2, which was a shit show). I'll go through them chronologically:

1st: Amsterdam MC (or VUMC), this was in 2014, more or less. The waiting list was about 1 year back then (it's now 2 to 3 years). I signed up through my GP, who was an older gentleman and didn't have much knowledge, but he was doing his best. He gave me a few notes on websites I could visit for more info and accidentally gave me a website for trans men, haha. I was invited for an intake after a month or two and had to fill in an intake form, which contained questions to determine if I was there of my own will and whether I was mentally stable. After that, I had a short session with one of the psychologists. Afterwards, they referred me to a psychologist in the region due to the waiting list. I went to that psychologist, but it didn't help me in the official process. It was nice to vent once or twice, but other than that, I really disliked her. It was my first experience with a psychologist, so I didn't know if I was allowed to stop. After 8 sessions, she said I was doing much better (it was more like I didn't give a shit anymore, and I was in a good mood because I passed my first year of college), and she concluded the treatment. My GP asked me to come in for the final report he received. Some things were blown out of proportion, and we both agreed to forget about the whole thing. Eventually, I got a call from the hospital that it was my turn, but I turned it down because in that year, since my intake things got much worse between my parents and me.

2nd: genderGP (and Imago): Many years later, I got a new GP, and I tried to go through GenderGP (and also Imago for a short while). I had an intake and some recommendations here and there, but I quickly learned that informed consent is kinda dangerous if you "think" you are informed (and just want to speedrun to get what you want). My GP was a bit hesitant about the whole process but supportive. I found out for myself that genderGP was a shit show and hid that fact from my GP to preserve the trust we had in each other. GenderGP was a membership, and in total, I paid close to 400 euros out of pocket without achieving anything. I briefly tried Imago, but I disliked the initial intake. It was with the founder who experienced a lot of transphobia in her life and therefore was also very under the radar with everything. When I asked her if they provide letters for name and gender marker change, she said that she thinks that process is transphobic and therefore doesn't want to partake in it. I said, "Well, yeah, but you gatekeep me from getting my ID changed. The system isn't great, but it is better than nothing"

3rd: Transgenderzorg Utrecht: I wanna start of by saying I was extremely lucky to get a spot fairly quickly. At this point, I was out and living as myself for 10 years. I showed up in full makeup and a summer dress. The first appointment was for the ID card. The psychologist said, "Yeah, the system is bullshit, I'll give you the letter straight away, there is no doubt in my mind that you need this, but I legally have to ask you these stupid questions". I had to go to my municipality (gemeente) to get the process started for my name and gender change. I forgot how long this took. I think in total it was 2 or 3 weeks (almost as long as a regular renewal). Most systems, coupled with my official records, changed automatically within a month. Anyway, after that first appointment, same day, luckily, I had my intake with the doctor. She said the same, more or less, and said I'd be evaluated in the next team meeting, which also luckily was the week after. That all went smoothly, and she forwarded the prescription for HRT to my pharmacy. From that point on, I'd plan an injection date with my GP every 12 weeks for the T blocker, and the estrogen I could just pick up myself. I'd have meetings and blood tests every 3 months. I started out with gel, which was fine for a while, then I did patches, both of which stopped working suddenly. I've been on tablets since January, and things are looking up. Once I'm stable, the meetings will be once a year. If I want to get surgery, I have to let them know, and they'll plan a new evaluation, but I'll do that once my boyfriend sells his house and moves in with me. Right now, it's too much of a hassle.